Mrs. Song, who wanted to explore the truth, was very puzzled, before noon today, she heard that Song Xinshu and Su Qing went out with a big suitcase, who knows if it was really to throw out the garbage or if there were other plans.

Song Xinshu's afterglow vaguely saw a figure moving around outside the window, which made people upset, this Mrs. Song was really suspicious.

Song Xinshu smiled bitterly, just open one eye and close one eye, so it's good to pass.

But what has been bothering Song Xinshu is still Zhang Dashan, who escaped, what if he comes back to take revenge?

Thinking of this, Song Xinshu found a piece of paper, wrote something revealing Zhang Dashan's news in very abstract handwriting, and asked Su Qing to carefully send it to the official mansion and stuff the envelope into the crack of the yamen.

Seeing that the letter was sent in, Su Qing left with confidence, this Zhang Dashan is a felony in the yamen, and the things he did before were simply outrageous, but this person was cunning, how could he let him escape like this, Su Qing's move was just doing the right thing for heaven.

Zhang Dashan, who left with a box of silver, excitedly rented a carriage, put a whole box of silver at the back of the carriage, became a coachman, and drove away day and night.

Cautiously catching the car, seeing that the place he was in was getting farther and farther away from the city, Zhang Dashan was also very happy.

When you get to another place, it's a big deal to change your name, and when a different person robs so many people at a time, it's enough to eat for a year.

Mei Zizi was daydreaming, but Zhang Dashan didn't expect that not far from him, the officials of the imperial court were chasing him.

When he heard the regular rhythm of the horse's hooves, Zhang Dashan felt a little apprehensive, but for him, he couldn't believe that someone was really chasing him.

"How is it possible, it must be a caravan or something, Song Xinshu is just a poor person, how can he collude with the imperial court."

Zhang Dashan brainwashed himself, but the speed of the horse was not a little stronger, and he was very flustered, and when he was about to poke his head out to take a look, Zhang Dashan was already surrounded by water.

"Don't be caught yet!" Behind him, a man riding a horse, wearing a suit of armor, paced over without hurry.

The majestic and powerful voice made Zhang Dashan tremble, and immediately prepared to escape as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't forget to grab a few silver ingots when he was about to come.

Looking at this insatiable man, with a look at the man, the little minions around him swarmed up, and he neatly restrained Zhang Dashan with a rope.

Zhang Dashan struggled helplessly, but he didn't give up at all when he was caught, although he was quiet along the way, but with that box of silver, he didn't believe that he couldn't turn over.

"That's right, my lord, I'll go back with you, but I'm a little sick, and I probably shouldn't be too bumpy." Zhang Dashan pleaded, in order to bring back a living person, he could only respond.

Zhang Dashan was sitting in the cage, and he was already planning to escape, but this time, you must have nothing to do with Song Xinshu.

Song Xinshu sneezed, and heard that the yamen had sent people to hunt down Zhang Dashan recently, and he didn't know what the situation was.

Looking at Xiao Mu who was sleeping on her body, Song Xinshu touched her head distressedly, and now that the truth is revealed, Mrs. Song of the Song family is finally no longer pressing each other, but Xiao Mu's state is still not very good.

"You can't just be like this all the time, right? Why don't we find a Lang Zhong for Xiao Mu to take a look? Su Qing was a little helpless, looking at Song Xinshu, now like this, he really couldn't bear it, but apart from this, there seemed to be no other way.

"Let's wait and see, after all, this time it will be a big blow to her." Song Xinshu gently touched Xiao Mu's head, handed Xiao Mu to his mother, and Song Xinshu walked to the kitchen.

Since that pastry sold very hot, Song Xinshu thought of such a way to make money, saying that it could be sold in one day, so a drawer, then this month's food and clothing should not have to worry.

Looking at today's ingredients, Song Xinshu was a little distressed, except for some vegetables, it was the thick noodles that had just been replaced recently, as the saying goes, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, which is really difficult for her to sell for money.

Some of the thoughts before the syndrome, but now that I look at it like this, a good idea suddenly popped up in Song Xinshu's head.

"I'm going to make them a different delicacy today." Song Xinshu triumphantly picked up some vegetables and washed them in clean water many times.

Su Qing was accompanying her on the side, looking at Song Xinshu's busy appearance, Su Qing couldn't help a little.

"Husband, why don't you help me make this into vegetable juice?" Song Xinshu raised his eyebrows and handed him a handful of spinach.

Looking at the inconspicuous handful of spinach in his hand, Su Qing didn't have much appetite, and he didn't know what kind of ghost idea Song Xinshu came up with this time?

With his head stuffy, he started to get busy, and then finally flew with all his strength, and made all the vegetables into vegetable juice, Su Qing gasped on the side.

The next thing happened to him was a big surprise!

I saw Song Xinshu pick up the vegetable juice he had just made, put it on top of a coarse cloth, let it penetrate into the bowl below, and carefully completed the process.

After a while, the dough of various colors was ready.

Song Xinshu looked at the appearance of these pieces of dough, and carefully made it into various shapes, and the appearance of the small pastry was so lightly finished.

Of course, the food was not easy to come by, so Song Xinshu kneaded some of the remaining leftovers together and made some colorful noodles.

After these things are done, the appearance of color, flavor and flavor is very attractive, and Song Xinshu is very witty to bring this cage of pastries to the more prosperous streets.

The whole street is very active, it is full of people coming and going, of course, some people are still very interested in these things made by Song Xinshu, and the colorful pastries, in the eyes of this group of people, have really not been seen.

A group of people swarmed up and surrounded Song Xinshu's small stall, and Song Xinshu's head made Song Xinshu look very excited, maybe there was really something to buy in this group of people.

I was happy to introduce them to them, the more things they had never seen, the more novel they were, and people with a little money took out a few copper coins to try it.

In the end, even the noodles made by Song Xinshu were bought out, this kind of it, I really don't see it often, but I also gave Song Xinshu some better beginnings.

Su Qing helped Song Xinshu and carried her cage drawers, and the road home for the two of them seemed to have become extremely easy to walk, although it was full of potholes, but now the mood is really good.

Song Xinshu, who had just arrived at home, couldn't help but go back to the room to count the money, looking at the money bags, Song Xinshu couldn't help but be very excited, he really didn't expect that the first time he tried such a thing, this group of people would be so supportive.

"Half of this money will be set aside for these delicacies, and the rest will be left in the bank." Su Qing looked at Song Xinshu, the two of them glanced at each other, and smiled very happily.

In this way, everyone heard that there was a person who made something particularly delicious, and he looked very good, and when the next day was just dawn, Song Xinshu was surrounded by people at the door of his house.

"Huh? Are you the kitchen god of yesterday? One of them asked excitedly.

Song Xinshu looked him up and down, although this person didn't look very good-looking, but the clothes he wore were definitely not out of the reach of ordinary people.

"I wonder what you're here to ask for?" Song Xinshu asked very politely, but she couldn't stop the small movements in her hands, and the nervousness made her teeth tremble.

"Our young lady especially likes those small pastries you make, I don't know if you have the impression of coming to our house to be a cook?" The man asked, without considering that Song Xinshu would refuse.

Before Song Xinshu finished speaking, they took Song Xinshu like a kidnapping, and he was dragged to the door of the mansion.

Looking at this glorious and atmospheric façade, Song Xinshu knew that this family was someone she couldn't climb, but it didn't seem so realistic to retreat with her whole body.

It's already here, so stay here, Song Xinshu thought silently in his heart, comforting himself, and the next second he was pushed into the house by the housekeeper.

Song Xinshu looked at such a strong wind, it made her a little dizzy, well, such a big place, wouldn't she get lost while walking?

Without too much contact, the housekeeper sent Song Xinshu to the kitchen, looking at this one, a kitchen larger than his bedroom, Song Xinshu really couldn't control it.

"Can you use any of the materials?" Song Xinshu asked weakly, after all, at home, she didn't dare to waste these things extravagantly.

The housekeeper smiled and said: "It's not a problem, we can't buy enough things, as long as the taste is delicious." ”

Song Xinshu's hanging heart was finally put into his stomach, is it really going to usher in good luck?

Song Xinshu is not making some snacks in the kitchen, while the materials are enough, then use them for a while.

Thinking of this, Song Xin happily pulled the bellows, but when he left, Su Qing was impatient.

After Song Xinshu satisfied his addiction to itchy hands, he asked the housekeeper for leave, and hurried home to report to Su Qing while there was nothing to do.

But as soon as he came out of the house, Song Xinshu was targeted by a large group of people.

Song Xinshu walked on the road, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the clues.

I couldn't help but speed up my pace, work hard to shorten the time, ensure my safety, and never repeat Xiao Mu's mistakes.